“Pfft-”

Andrius spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen.

The attack was too fierce. It was not something Andrius could endure. He struggled to stand up with the Argentum Qilin Spear, facing the figure wearing a devil mask.

It was none other than the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri!

He looked at the severely injured Andrius with a cold smile, seemingly praising him but was actually full of disdain. “As expected of the Wolf King of Florence. Your reaction speed is first–class.

“Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, it’s useless no matter how fast your reaction speed is.

“What a shame. What a shame!”

words, the killing intent‘ emanating from him grew stronger, and a blood–red light condensed in his

stared coldly at

power hidden beneath the opponent’s chilling

Martial Saint expert. Furthermore, he was likely a mid-

was beyond Andrius‘ current strength.

away from here. Avoid conflict with enemies as much as possible and

as Andrius finished speaking, a sense of

and the Arctic Fox both knew how powerful the

reluctant. “Arctic Fox and I will stay behind to buy

the lynchpin of the Lycantroops. You can’t die here!”

leader of the wandering mercenaries in this foreign land showed an astonishing resolve when facing death, all for the sake of protecting

you think of me as the Wolf King, then stop hemming and hawing here.

Fox gritted their

Qilin Spear and advanced toward

Dmitri’s face was filled with a disdainful expression. “No one can leave without my permission.

that all four of these individuals had been present when his son was crippled. Therefore, he would

as he

Swoosh…

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